Autumn feelings will return
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October regrets
I’m tearing out several pages
Notes that never made any sense
I’m throwing them all in the fire
The flames are growing quite intense
Perhaps a rather foolish thing to do
Very likely I will regret it soon
And autumn feelings will return
But I don’t mind, I don’t really mind
I’m trying to wipe out the pictures
That are dwelling inside my head
So I’m watching the flames while they’re dancing
Flickering yellow and red
And autumn feelings will return
I was just a tourist
In such a happy land
But I lost my visa
And things got out of hand
Not really belonging
In such a happy land
I lost my visa
And things got out of hand
Autumn feelings will return
But I don’t mind, I don’t really mind
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